Li Muqi watched Zahr lead his troops away in a hurry, with a layer of melancholy on his face, and couldn't help but sigh, "I'm afraid that after this battle, if you want to lead them into an ambush again, there is almost no hope." Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info there is not even a big battle to be fought. A faint layer of joy appeared on his face, "That is a blessing, but it is also a misfortune." ”

"What does this mean?" Han Zhongbang said with some puzzlement, "What is luck, how can it be misfortune?"

"It's a blessing for us, we won't see such blood again," Li Muqi's face floated with a thick layer of melancholy, sighed, and said slowly, "For the people living on the frontier, it has been a disaster. I am afraid that they will be invaded by them almost every day, but they have nowhere to hide, they can only endure or die under their ferocious blades. ”

"Why don't they leave?" said Han Zhongbang, puzzled.

"Because their home is here, their ancestors are here. Their lives are also here. Li Muqi's face flashed with a layer of light and said, "Their hope is here, their courage is here, and their future is here." How could they be willing to leave?" leaned down, grabbed a handful of loess, and with a layer of respect on his face, his voice was the same, "How many loyal souls, for hope, nostalgia here, how much blood, just for them, stay here, how many white bones, also for them to be buried here." ”

Countless heroic tears, endless heroic souls.

This place is already difficult to repair, and it is no longer possible to leave the soldiers here to rest. It's not that I'm afraid that Zahr will attack again, but this place has become a sea of fire, and at this moment the soldiers are very tired and can't set up camps anymore, and it is redundant to stay here. Li Muqi issued an order: pack up your bags, bring the soldiers in your hands, and the prisoners, all of them disabled, into Luoshui County.

Niu Fenyong received Li Muqi's order and personally led a thousand soldiers out of Guo to greet him. When he saw Li Muqi's banner, he hurriedly jumped off the saddle and knelt on the ground. When Li Muqi saw Niu Fenyong saluting like this, he also jumped off the saddle, stretched out his hands, lifted Niu Fenyong up, patted the dust on Niu Fenyong's body with his hands, and chuckled, "General Niu doesn't have to be like this. You are a meritorious person, it should be the commander Yu Niu to express his gratitude, how dare you accept such a great gift from General Niu?"

"Isn't the general's words laughing at my old cow?" Niu Fenyong said with a smile, "If it weren't for the general's plan, how could I have won this credit for the old cow, but I am afraid that this city will almost fall." The general's magic trick made the old cow get this miraculous feat. also let the old cow keep the head of the neck. I couldn't help but laugh.

Li Muqi did not sleep in the building specially arranged for Li Muqi by the county order, nor did he live with Niu Fenyong in the resting place he prepared for Li Muqi. Instead, he slept in the corner of the wall with all the soldiers, and only a big jacket that Li Antong found out of nowhere was approved on his body. He closed his eyes and rested his head against the cold, moss-filled, mottled and cracked wall. After a while, there was a slight snoring sound from the tip of the nose. Seeing Li Muqi sleeping so peacefully, Li Antong couldn't help but lean against the wall, and fell asleep at some point. His snoring, along with Li Muqi's snoring, fluttered in the wind, mixed with the snoring of other soldiers, floating on the street corners, swinging in the deep alleys.

The dazzling sunlight in the early morning woke up Li Antong, who was still asleep. The dazzling light made Li Antong unbearable, but he couldn't open his eyes. Stretch out an arm to block out the sunlight before opening your eyes. When Li Antong opened his eyes completely, he didn't see Li Muqi's figure, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart, almost shouting out the fear in his heart. When I saw a big jacket on my body. And this big jacket is exactly what Li Muqi wore last night. Looking at the big jacket on his body, he couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart, and a few hot tears finally rolled out of his eyes and dripped on the big jacket.

Li Muqi was also awakened by the sunlight, but it was not so dazzling at that time, just a fiery red light. At that time, there were still wisps of morning mist in the air, and I could still smell a faint sweet fragrance of rain and dew. The wind is so soft, as if it is a pair of girl's hands, gently brushing her cheeks, but the wind has the smell of rain and dew, a little cold, and the hanging willow is swaying gently in the wind, as if teasing the breeze, and as if playing with the flowers and plants under your feet.

Along the alley, through the winding bluestone road, looking for human voices, finally out of the alley, and finally saw human voices.

With smiles on their faces, they don't know if they don't know about the war here, they still live leisurely and live their own lives, or if they are used to it, and their hearts are no longer worried. I don't know if it's because they have a belief in their hearts - there is a group of people who are protecting them from any disturbance and danger.

Looking at the smiles on their faces, Li Muqi couldn't help but have a smile on his face: We are fighting so hard, don't we just want to protect this smile, don't we just want to leave the smile here forever? Seeing this beautiful smile at this time, how can Li Muqi not be happy, how can it make him unhappy?

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Li Muqi's eyes were attracted by a noisy sound, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace, wanting to find out. When Li Muqi saw the scene in front of him, the blood in his heart couldn't help but wet his eyes, and a few tears crossed his cheeks, outlining beautiful arcs.

The villagers who came from nowhere, carrying baskets in their hands, the baskets were full of steaming steamed buns, and there were a few shirtless men, carrying a large bucket full of hot soup, gently placed on the ground, and an old woman with gray hair scooped out the hot soup in the bucket and put it in the bowl full of scars they brought, and then slowly handed it to the sergeant in front of him. Seeing this, the sergeant drank the hot soup with steamed buns, a happy smile on his face, and a few tears moistened the old woman's eyes.

Judging by their clothes, they are not from this city, they should be from the countryside. They are a group of people at the bottom of the ladder, who are suffering and suffering every day, every day. And at this time, how could they do such a thing, how could Li Muqi not be moved, and how could Li Muqi not burst into tears.

Li Muqi strode to that warm place, the old woman saw the clothes on his body, she had already waved her hand, and when she saw Li Muqi walk in, she handed over a bowl of hot soup to Li Muqi, and then took two steaming steamed buns and handed them to Li Muqi. Looking at Li Muqi eating the steamed buns in his hand and drinking the hot soup in the bowl, the smile on his face couldn't help but increase, it was even brighter and more beautiful than the sun hanging high in the sky.

How could Li Muqi have eaten such delicious food: the steamed buns are sweet, full of affection, and the hot soup is so fragrant, although there are only a few thin leaves in the soup that I don't know what they are, and there is a faint bitterness in the soup, but it is difficult to resist their hearts and their hospitality.

Li Muqi wanted to hand over the items he was carrying to them, but he couldn't help but curse himself in his heart: Isn't doing this insulting them, insulting their hospitality, and telling his shame. But they had to leave these things behind, and if they did not keep them, they would have to eat some bark or other things for a month, or they would have to endure hunger. If so, how can Li Muqi feel at ease?

Eating steamed buns, I quietly thought about how to hand over those items to them, so that they would accept them willingly, and they would not insult them, and they would be able to feel at ease...

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